Chapter 641: After the blackening of the prince

After Feng Yu finished speaking, he looked at A Zhao: "After the mother, this matter is too rushed. If you don't mention it with you in advance, you won't be angry?"
A Zhaogang wants to talk, but the words are a turn: "If I am angry?"
Feng Yu’s heart sank.
However, he did not hesitate for a long time: "If the mother is angry, then I will explain it to the Wuding government."
"What to explain?"
"Not standing."
Azhao: "..."
She looked up and down a bit, and said: "When did you become stupid?"
Feng Wei: "..."
Azhao had a look: "At this time, if it is because of this matter, it is a serious matter of the face of the Wuding government. I don’t know what?"
Feng Wei: "Know."
Azhao laughed: "Do you know that childish words?"
Feng Wei looked at her deeply, and there was some kind of feeling in her eyes that made Azhao feel shocked: "In Feng Xin's heart, if the mother is not happy, it will be more serious than anything else."
A Zhao took a breath.
She said to the marshmallow: "No, this kid, when did this kind of thought come out? When is the rhetoric learned?"
Marshmallow smiled: "I don't know, but did Azhao hear happiness?"
Azhao: "Oh... a little bit."
Marshmallow put a few small fireworks in the void: "Congratulations to the host to get a male confession."
In the eyes of Feng Yu, it is only one step that he has to test the general and directly scare the mother in front of him.
She is staring at herself at this moment - actually talking to cotton candy.
It's like a frightened bunny.
Feng Wei is a little annoyed with his impulses.
But he does not regret it.
Always uncover this layer.
He can stand it for a while and can't stand it.
In particular, he is even more afraid that if he is tolerant, if one day this emotion breaks out, he will do something, even he himself is uncertain.
He looked at the obvious sacred Azhao, could not help but screamed: "Mother?"
Azhao returned to God.
She sighed and looked at Feng Wei: "You still know, I am your mother?"
Feng Shuguang sank.
He is very jealous of his father.
He is the right person who owns her.
The emotions in the heart surged, but the face was low and laughed out loudly: "After the mother of the child is two months younger?"
Azhao snorted: "No matter how old, on the genealogy of the Feng family, I am your aunt who is justified."
"Auntie?"
Feng Qi is like being stimulated by these two words.
He looked up and Azhao was shocked by his sad and painful look.
"You..." Azhao thought in his heart, did he irritate people?
The next moment, her whole person was dragged into a embrace.
"Feng's royal family, which one will put his aunt like this in his arms?" His hot breath sprinkled in her ears.
The hot lips are covered with the sensitive earlobe.
"Which person would kiss him and his mother?"
The lips moved forward, and all the way through the soft and delicate skin, came to the lips of Azhao.
The lower lip was stinging and was immediately licked by the soft tongue.
The low and low laughter surrounds the inner temple:
"Who would bite her mother's lips and taste the rouge smell on her mouth?"
Azhao: "..."
She stared at the little emperor who was suddenly perverted and smothered.
This person has always been gentle and courteous!

Stepping on the point failed.
Don't say anything, I have been arranged to be clear.
good night.